Day 15, O – Ottava Rima
A Ottava Rima is a poem written in 8-line octives. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:
one octive poem. abababcc
two octive poem. abababcc, dededeff
~::~ Dark Passengers ~::~
I see translucent shades of dark and grey
Wondering why they always follow me
They seem like dark passengers of gruesome day
In brightness and sunshine they seem to flee
Murky creatures swarming around hunting prey
By darkness they flock as if on hounding spree
I wonder, lost in their silent onslaught
Sanity bleak, grasping at positive thoughts
They reside unknown, leading us astray
Weighing over us, fueling anxiety
Clawing through our innermost dismay
Upsurge of depression, insecurity
Malevolent spirits working away
Ruining our inherent sanctity
Mysterious they seem, our dark passengers
Our mistakes, troubles and innermost fears
~::~::~::~::~::~
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ah! that is enchanting! and a new kind that I learnt!